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SOPE-fic.13 : What The Fuck™

Silence.

Hoseok pulled them out of the closet without their consent, getting a few complaints in response.

— Care to explain what the fuck were you doing in there?— Hobi crossed his arms, he had boxers on now, it would have bothered them a bit if his lower part were exposed after what they witnessed, even more so as they were on the floor.

They both looked at each other with knowing how hard they'd fucked up. Taehyung pushed Jimin by the shoulder to encourage him to talk.

— H-Hyung...— Jimin looked down in shame, — We're​ sorry...—

"We- We were j-just curious..." Taehyung said looking up to their Hyung.

— Curious of what?!— Yoongi uncovered himself from the bed sheets, — What the fuck were you two doing hiding in my damn closet?!— His face was red but his tone stern, the two boys on the floor flinched.

Hoseok sighed, — Let's calm down a bit.— He sat by the bed and looked at the two boys in front of him.

— What were you two curious about?— The dancer was calm, his voice still strong.

— I- — Jimin finally raised his head, —I convinced him to come in here with me because we heard you two making some really intense sounds through the door the other day and I was bored before I came in here and I'm honestly regretting it so much right now and I'm really sorry Hyungs I love you please don't kill me- — He said in a rush, bitting his lips as he expected to be cursed or punched or kicked or everything.

Hoseok felt his face heat up in realization, he thought the walls where thick enough. Seems like the door wasn't.

— Jesus.— Yoongi coughed, his face too was like a tomato.

Hoseok pinched the bridge of his nose, — Jesus indeed.—

— You... You guys were here all along then?— He looked away, embarrassed. They witnessed his first time having anal sex, great.

The two youngest boys nodded, flush spreading through their cheeks as they looked at each other. They too had quite an encounter with each other's true desire.

— Oh my god. Okay.— Hoseok covered his face with both hands and rested his elbows on his legs, he didn't know what to say.

— Get out.— Yoongi spoke again, — We will talk about this tomorrow.— He tried covering his body with the mattress even if he knew his body had already been exposed.

— Yes.— The two younger boys stood up and rushed towards the door, Taehyung holding on to Jimin as he stumbled.

— And fucking clean your face, Park Jimin!— Yoongi screamed, making Hoseok chuckle.

Just when the door shut closed, Yoongi let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Hoseok threw himself back in the bed, a whimper scaping his lips.

— Let's sleep.— Yoongi whispered, Hoseok hummed in response.

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After being far enough from the lovers' bedroom, Jimin started giggling to himself, gaining a confused look from Taehyung.

— Jimin, I'm never following you anywhere ever again.— The younger huffed.

— It was really fun, admit it.— The pink haired boy stopped mid walk and turned around, their faces almost too close. — I know you had fun.— Jimin rubbed away with his sleeve anything Yoongi had seen on his face and smirked at Taehyung's face turning crimson, his lips falling open in a small surprised gasp.

— I-I- — He cursed inwardly, stuttering only proved Jimin was right. — Your mouth... How do you know how to do that?— He almost whispered, the deep tone in his voice still really noticeable.

The honey skinned boy pushed his body against Jimin's, the smaller sighing softly at the feeling of their chests colliding and the air between them thickening.

Jimin didn't answer and instead kissed the younger desperately, the taller pulled him in by the nape of his neck and tilted Jimin's head back to deepen the kiss, both enjoying the height difference.

Jimin traced his hands by the sides of Tae's torso as their hips seemed to attract like magnets, the friction made them groan against the kiss.

— Wait.— Taehyung separated their bodies and rested his back on the wall parallel to Jimin, closing his eyes to avoid looking at him. — Not here, not now either.—

He hesitated. — ... Okay.—  Jimin hissed, half lidded eyes resting on the big bulge on the pants of the younger boy illuminated by a dim lightning coming from somewhere far away, probably the kitchen.

Jimin was the first to move and make his way to their room, stoping by the door to be careful not to make any more sound. Taehyung followed him into the dark room and shut the door behind as quietly as he could.

As he sat on his bed, Jimin tried turning on the lamp beside his bed, but it didn't work. — Oh. Tae, I think the light bulb died, can you turn yo- —

Taehyung screeched, after sitting down his hand landed on something wet on the bed, he quickly reached for the lamp and lit the room almost entirely.

His face filled with confusion at the sight, Jungkook laid on his stomach with his boxers hanging low on one of his legs, his relaxed face rested on a fluffy pillow. The bedding had small pools of a thick liquid, a bottle of something and a pink artefact were beside him.

— What is it?— Jimin stood up and as he got closer his face copied Taehyung's, not sure what to think. — Is that my pillow?—

— Jungkook!— Taehyung exclaimed, blush already rising in his face as his eyes landed on the Maknae's butt cheeks.

— Wait! Let me take a picture- — Jimin grabbed his phone from the night stand and quikly snapped pictures of everything. — How obscene, Maknae.—

The youngest boy nudged and frowned as he became aware and awake, rolling over slowly and still hazy opened his eyes slightly. Taehyung turned away embarrassed, Jungkook not realizing his lower body was exposed untill Jimin snapped another picture.

— Oh-!— He pulled the bedding over himself and his things purposely. He fell asleep after calling Taehyung, not giving a shit anymore he left everything a mess around him.

— Really. Something like this? Today of all days?— Jimin asked Tae with a smile.

— Kookie, what are you doing on my bed?— Taehyung stood still, his mind showing him all the possibilities regarding their Maknae looking like a mess on his own bed. With Jimin's pillow. With a vibrator. And with lube.

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Okay but Wattpad what the fuck.

Why am i like this

Honestly think they r making way too many questions, y'all should just fuck it all away

Lmao its 4:45 am I'm gonna go sleep. No proof read so if there r any mistakes or typos feel free to help me by telling me something like "hoe, u fucked up here"

Bye.